Addison Arcen Whore ❤️

About Eindhoven

But here’s what gets me—people act like whores are the problem, right? Like, “Oh no, she’s ruinin’ everything!” Meanwhile, the dudes payin’ her? Crickets. Total hypocrisy, drives me nuts! I’m screamin’ at the TV sometimes, “Fix your own mess, morons!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it feels good to rant. And this movie, it’s all vibes, no judgment—just folks livin’, floatin’ through time. There’s this bit where a doc says, *“Did you see the eclipse?”* and I’m thinkin’, maybe she’s the eclipse—dark, sexy, everybody stares but nobody gets it.

Create a new bookshelf

So, I’m scrambling to find feathers. I run down to the market on de Kerkstraat. It’s bustling, people everywhere. I’m dodging old ladies and kids. I finally find a stall with feathers, and I’m like, “Gimme all the boas!” The vendor looks at me like I’m nuts, but whatever.

“My nephew said, ‘Wow, you’re a professor now, how should I address you?’”